Bootleg It

Lyrics

[Verse 1: Trials] Ayy, bootleg it, I don't give a fuck who said it Whose record, whoever the fuck pressed it You can't steal a style like Trials (That's a no no) Second brain carbon copy like Han Solo No photos at techno nights Lookin' like Kimbo Slice in retro Nikes, huh I'd rather be drinking rum till I'm asked to leave Or at home with my mum if you ask police T, just about to let you know If you catch a fish bigger than you to never let it go They run their mouth, uh, they can't help it Knowin' I'm the joker of the pack that don't get dealt with All aboard the sinking ship Flying a flag of battle with no oars to paddle, huh Ain't cheap [?] making you move If your shoe fits, unlace it and make it a noose, motherfucker [Chorus: Trials] Bootleg it, bootleg it, you can't buy skills like this Tapes or disc, I don't give a fuck Bootleg it, bootleg it, pass the starter round DJ put the stylus down, they wanna Bootleg it, bootleg it, you wanna steal it? Rack it? Jack it? Put it in your jacket And bootleg it, bootleg it, see I ain't payin' for shit Bootleg it, I ain't payin' for shit [Interlude: Trials] Check these little DJs out, looking like mysterious girls and shit You can't bootleg skills fuckers, Reflux, break it down baby [Scratches Interlude 1: DJ Reflux] "Yeah, 'cause I'm on some old new shit" "Yeah, 'cause I'm on some old new shit" "Think-think-think—yeah" "Think twice" "'Cause I'm on some old new shit" "Think-think-think-think..." "Yeah" "Think twice" "'Cause I'm on some old new shit" "Some old new shit" "Think twice" "'Cause I'm on some old new shit I got more styles than you see in a Kung Fu flick" [Pre-Verse: Sesta] Bootleg it, I ain't paying for shit Bootleg it, I ain't paying for shit Bootleg it, bootleg it, I ain't paying for shit Bootleg it, I ain't paying for shit, ayy [Verse 2: Sesta] You ain't, you ain't ever gonna get it Rapper can put it down but you ain't going to sell it Straight from the belly and prob'ly the baddest, I'm gonna Fill it with madness before I'm gone And that will not be long 'cause of where we get down Is high risk like starin' at Pamela Lee's mouth Come from a city, rap like you don't Bro, that's scummy like a bitch that smoke; and that's real I got the feelin' I'm killin' the floor She got the spirit in her system and pill in her jaw (gulp) Disappearing like Rifkin out the system I don't vote nor pay for your opinions They mean nothin' to me You keep suckin' on the hand for the love of the cheese So bootleg it, bootleg it, I ain't paying for shit Bootleg it, I ain't paying for shit [Chorus: Trials] Bootleg it, bootleg it, you can't buy skills like this Tapes or disc, I don't give a fuck Bootleg it, bootleg it, pass the starter 'round DJ put the stylus down, they wanna Bootleg it, bootleg it, you wanna steal it? Rack it? Jack it? Put it in your jacket To bootleg it, bootleg it, see I ain't payin' for shit Bootleg it, I ain't payin' for shit [Verse 3: Hons] Trials drop the beat, let it smash like an antique Sample never cleared and drums bangin' like a stampede One hundred percent authentic No cheap-shot punch lines so even the fuckin' poor get it Fill the tracks like no more gaps And after last year, I don't want to hear no raps But I'm a bitter fuck, ask your girl how this bastard tastes Ain't find my disc in a Balinese marketplace Cock sucker, I stay grounded Like I tried to board Air Force One with a box cutter Twice as gross, certifiedly dope Same goes to my crew like an isotope But I don't give a fuck, go ahead and bootleg it That ain't so easy when my squad always legless Hard pressed to find skill like my crew My skin tough as nails so good luck trying to bite through [Scratches Interlude 2: ADFU] "Step to this, you're good as gone" "Good as gone" "Step to this, you're good as gone" "Blow you-blow you-blow you-blow you out of the frame" "Step to this, you're good as gone" "Release the bomb" "Blow you-blow you-blow you out-out of the frame" [Chorus: Trials] Bootleg it, bootleg it, you can't buy skills like this Tapes or disc, I don't give a fuck Bootleg it, bootleg it, pass the starter 'round DJ put the stylus down, they wanna Bootleg it, bootleg it, you wanna steal it? Rack it? Jack it? Put it in your jacket To bootleg it, bootleg it, see I ain't payin' for shit Bootleg it, I ain't payin' for shit